Part 1: Feelings of the Mid-Autumn Festival
As the sun sets, a bright white halo shines out of the dark sky. Then, a silver moon suddenly appears in the sky, spreading out Dazzling silver light. How cold! ...
The dark sky was suddenly brightened by the moonlight, and the cold moonlight looked down on the blue earth. It was so cold that people had to look up at her beauty. Her beauty is so sultry, flawless, so pure, spotless, so charming, so refined, yet so cold...
Once, under the moonlight on the fifteenth day of the year , a little boy nestled in his mother's arms, so warm...
I vaguely remember that when I was a child, every Mid-Autumn Festival, I would nestle in my mother's arms. At that time, my young hands were holding a mooncake made by my mother, which I had bitten into the crescent moon. I was listening to the familiar story of Chang'e in my mother's mouth; then, I pointed at the mooncake in the sky with my little finger soaked in the fragrance of the mooncake. Staring at the moon, I opened my mouth and chanted what my mother taught me: "When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine... I wish you a long life, thousands of miles to visit the beautiful lady!" After listening, my mother said to me "Haha "She smiled, with countless happiness written on her face, filled with the fragrance of love. What a blessing! ...I will always remember that moment...
Year after year, it is the Mid-Autumn Festival again... Today's moonlight is so desolate, so cold, so lonely, not as warm as in memories, Warmth... Under the moon, alone. The dim moonlight shines on the ancient tree of unknown age next to me. I lean against the tree and look at the lonely moon in my eyes, as if I am intoxicated, but also as if I am covering up something... The cold wind blows suddenly, It made me shiver. Without that warm embrace, I can only be so fragile...
It's the Mid-Autumn Festival again, and the faint moon shines again, bringing back the beautiful memories of that time...
Part 2: Feelings about admiring the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival
The bright moon is like a mirror, and the sky is full of stars. On the quiet moonlit night of August 15th, our whole family came to the Yellow River excitedly to enjoy the Mid-Autumn Festival moon. I held my hands behind my back and shook my head while reciting Su Dongpo's poem "Shui Tiao Ge Tou": "When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine..." which made the whole family laugh. Xiaohe.com
People often say that "the moon is particularly bright during the Mid-Autumn Festival", which makes sense. Look, the moon with a golden ring finally rises. It was golden at first, then slowly passed through the white clouds like light smoke, rising and rising. In an instant, the color of the moon became lighter and whiter!
It rose high. It's so cute and interesting, like a silver jade plate reflecting white light.
Ah, the bright moon, you have aroused the rich imagination of many people: Chang'e was imprisoned in the lonely Guanghan Palace for stealing the fairy medicine; Wu Gang was punished to chop down the osmanthus tree that kept being chopped down. ; The little Jade Rabbit is making medicine for Chang'e in the Guanghan Palace...
How I want to be with Wu Gang, how I want to comfort the lonely Chang'e, how I want to tease the cute little Jade Rabbit...
But you are so far away. I want to borrow the wings of wild geese to fly to your arms at this happy moment, but wild geese cannot fly so high; I want to use Changhong to build a colorful bridge to reach you. I am a young man visiting the earth, but when the rainbow appears, you don’t know where you are...
Looking at the round moon, I miss my deceased grandma again. Her kind face appeared in front of my eyes again. When I think of my grandma, my eyes get moist. It seems that grandma is also celebrating the festival with us. Doesn't this correspond to the poem "I miss my loved ones more during the festive season"?
I stared at the moon intently, chewing sweet mooncakes, and listening to my father telling the legend of the moon. I thought of the children in Taiwan again until very late...
Part 3: Feelings of the Mid-Autumn Festival
"The bright moonlight in front of my bed seems to be the frost on the ground. I look up at the bright moon and lower my head to think about my hometown." - Li Bai.
The poem "Quiet Night Thoughts" lightly reveals the poet's homesickness. He wants to reunite with his family in a foreign land, and the Mid-Autumn Festival represents reunion. It is on this day that everyone The tourists who were in other places went home to reunite with their families.
It is said that the moon waxes and wanes, and this bright moon carries more or less joys and sorrows. Thousands of years of longing, thousands of years of care, thousands of years of sorrow, the moon is collected in the bag... There are tears of regret, there is the joy of reunion, there is indifference and loneliness, there is caring longing... Just like Li Bai I also raised my head and looked at the bright moon, and seemed to see more and more...
And how many people, for the benefit of the country and the people, give up reuniting with their families and fight on the front line, how many children are there? It’s sad to work hard outside and be alone outside...
But you can enjoy the bright moon and get drunk and drink wine before the moon shines! How beautiful!
The fillings of Mid-Autumn Festival mooncakes are sweet, and they contain people’s endless bitterness and longing. I put my thoughts in moon cake fillings and sent them to my relatives in my hometown.
The moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival is the best tool to convey thoughts. At night, a white moon slowly emerged from the clouds. It is the bright moon in the sky that people look at to miss their hometown!
Generally speaking, the Mid-Autumn Festival is a festival that brings people together, but it is also the saddest festival for some people!
"A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date.
Toast the glass to the bright moon, and make three people in the shadow.
The moon does not know how to drink, but the shadow Just follow me.
While the moon is about to be shadowed, we must have fun until spring.
My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered.
They make love together when they are awake, but they separate when they are drunk.
We will never travel together without love, and we will meet again in Yunhan and Han Dynasty."——"Drinking Alone under the Moon" by Li Bai
Part 4: Mid-Autumn Festival Reminiscing
September 22, 1995 Today is August 15th of the lunar calendar. I heard from my grandparents that today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I have never heard of the term "Mid-Autumn Festival" before, but my grandparents said that the moon is very round tonight. My grandpa, grandma, dad, mom and sister all came out and sat on the lawn outside the house quietly waiting for the round moon. 'Grandpa, why doesn't the moon come out? 'I am! I couldn't help but ask grandpa. Grandpa smiled and said to me: "The moon is not shy, it is dressing up." After a while, the moon finally came out, and I nestled in grandma's arms. The moon was so round!
The night is quiet; the dreams are sweet.
Three years later...
"On September 13, 1998, the Mid-Autumn Festival came, which falls on August 15 of the lunar calendar. Now, I understand what the Mid-Autumn Festival is and what it means. It's a day for family reunion. Unfortunately, the Mid-Autumn Festival is no longer the same as it was three years ago. Grandpa left and will never come back. Although it is a family reunion, we can't help but feel that something is missing after dinner. The family came to the lawn outside the house as scheduled, waiting quietly for the long-awaited moon. After a while, the moon came out, and she was still so round, but now I knew what to call her. Recognizing the moon, calling it a white jade plate'"
The night is quiet; the heart is warm.
Another two years have passed...
"On September 20, 2000, the eyes turned cloudy, and the Mid-Autumn Festival came again on August 15 of the lunar calendar. Today is the day for the reunion of thousands of families. , our family is no exception. It’s just my mother and grandma who are reunited. My father has gone to work in a foreign country for me. Yesterday on the phone, he wished us a happy holiday! In the evening, we still came to the house early. The lawn in front of me is not as lush as before. Isn't it because of the lack of the connection between father and grandfather? The moon is particularly round tonight, but it is very dim. "Being a stranger in a foreign land, every time I miss you so much during the holidays. My father who is far away from home, I hope you will come home soon and be reunited.”
The night is quiet and the moon is lonely.
"On September 18, 2005, it was cloudy and drizzling. It was August 15th in the lunar calendar. The tense life of the third grade of junior high school made this Mid-Autumn Festival without any trace of "the bright moon rises on the sea, and the world is at this time". A festive atmosphere. My grandma is getting older, my sister has gone to work, and my parents are working even later for me. Tonight, I look alone in the cold room, feeling cold in the moonlight. So bleak, pale, and powerless... Late at night, I huddled alone on the corner of the bed, and I heard——
The whistling wind outside the window, and then the rain came, getting heavier and heavier; the storm came, It rains harder and harder..."
Today is August 15th, the Mid-Autumn Festival for family reunion.
The night is quiet; my heart is heavy.
Part 5: Mid-Autumn Reminiscences
On the hills in my hometown, the maple leaves sway with the autumn wind; in my hometown, the river dances with the warm autumn wind; in my hometown, the small village surrounded by mountains and rivers sets in the sun. At sunrise and sunset, the smoke from the cooking pots drifts away with the autumn wind; children walking together on winding roads in the countryside carrying schoolbags and playing games to go to school, farmers harvesting in the fields and smoking and chatting, and washing and singing with their hemp braids by the gurgling river. Village girl, all this constitutes a beautiful picture of my lovely hometown in Hubei Edong. Because of this season of longing, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, and everything about my hometown evokes my infinite yearning and longing. I just don’t know if this year’s Mid-Autumn Festival will be complete in my hometown.
When you think of your hometown, it is impossible for you to remain indifferent. It is impossible for you to feel calm. Do you have the urge to rush home or the desire to pick up the phone? I may be considered a person who has a particularly serious hometown problem. At this time of year, I always miss my hometown strongly. The exciting and touching past events and memories in my hometown since childhood came to mind one by one. I am grateful for the teachings of my strict father, the tolerance of my loving mother, the help of my sister, the loyalty of my brother, and the kindness of my uncles, aunts and brothers, all of which have shaped my strong and honest personality. My hometown town in eastern Hubei has raised me for 20 years, taught me how to behave and do things, and given me the character and motivation to move forward. Suddenly, it has been 12 years since he left his hometown. Yan's father has changed from the stern, demanding and healthy middle-aged man in his memory to a slightly bent old man with a face full of vicissitudes of life, but he is no longer so strict and harsh. , suddenly so warm and easy-going; my mother's tolerance and kindness have a particularly profound impact on me. Since I was a child, I have hardly heard my mother yelling at me loudly, let alone beating me, but I have never dared to forget my mother's instructions and instructions. . Now, my mother is far away in heaven, and the longing for my mother has changed from the initial pain and tears to the infinite melancholy now. I pray that God will bless my mother and the health of heaven. From elementary school to junior high school, my sister has always been a good role model for me. She is the direction for my efforts. She always gives me a lot of advice and help. Even after I came here, she also encouraged me and helped me a lot. Now my sister has changed from a pure and innocent girl to a... She has become a kind mother, and she seems to see the shadow of our youth in her children.
My brother is four years younger than me, which is a generation difference, but the strange thing is that all my friends and classmates are his friends. Even after I came to Zhengzhou, my classmates had more contact with him than I did. My brother and I are connected by blood, and there are so many things worth remembering. I will have more stories in the future, because we are brothers who only have this life and no afterlife. Also, the wisdom and kindness of the old people in the small mountain village, the healthy and diligent middle-aged people, and the wisdom and studiousness of the young people are my best memories of my hometown. ?
My hometown is located at the junction of Hubei, Anhui and Jiangxi provinces, in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River, and is a hilly area. The special geographical conditions have created our strong and unyielding character. Since the hilly area is dotted with hills and criss-crossed by small rivers, growing crops requires manual labor and large machinery is not accessible. This has long formed a strong and unstoppable character. In spring, summer, autumn and winter, the sun rises and sets, and farming continues. If you go to my hometown during the Spring Festival, you will find that the word "diligence" is most frequently written in the couplets, such as "people are diligent in the spring," "hardworking makes you rich," "diligence and thrift in running a household," etc. To this day, I still feel "bitter" about the fact that my father asked me to go to the fields with him to grow cabbage every Spring Festival and New Year's Day. Autumn in my hometown is the most beautiful time of the year. A large amount of cotton has bloomed in the cotton fields, and the stars are dotted. The terraces are filled with the fragrance of rice. There are old people and children fishing by the river. The big river in the distance On the top, you can see ships carrying goods one after another. If the weather is good, you can also hear the whistles of large cargo ships in the Yangtze River. Standing on the hill behind the house about 100 meters above sea level, you can have a panoramic view of it all. On a moonlit night, I stand on a high hill and play a flute. It is said that the melodious sound of the flute can be heard from several villages away. It is especially graceful and melodious. The autumn in my hometown has a special flavor, which is joy. The autumn in my hometown has a beautiful image, and the tone is also joy. It’s just that I, a child far away from my hometown, can only feel the Mid-Autumn Festival in my memories and longings. I pray that the bright moon in the sky will bring my greetings, may my family be healthy, and may my hometown be prosperous and peaceful.
Part 6: Mid-Autumn Festival Feelings
Yes, who doesn’t miss home on this festive day? Who doesn’t miss his relatives? Hometown, a place that makes people feel warm after listening to it vocabulary. The moon in my hometown is also extraordinarily bright, the water in my hometown is also extraordinarily sweet, and the people in my hometown are also extraordinarily kind. However, I am just an unknown star in the sky, I am just the shadow of the moon, I am just a wandering wanderer. Where is my hometown? Where are my relatives? I asked the stars like this, I asked the moon like this, but they didn’t answer me...
Every Mid-Autumn Festival, every Mid-Autumn Festival, and today is the Mid-Autumn Festival again . Life is easy to grow old, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is never over. The heart of a child longs for home, and the heart of a wanderer looks at the full moon.
The moon is particularly bright during the Mid-Autumn Festival. The annual Mid-Autumn Festival is here again. Every family eats cakes and admires the full moon. I fell into deep thought...
"The moon is the brightness of my hometown, and people are my relatives."
Yes, who misses home on this festive day? Who doesn't miss his own Relatives? Hometown, a word that makes people feel warm when hearing it. The moon in my hometown is also extraordinarily bright, the water in my hometown is also extraordinarily sweet, and the people in my hometown are also extraordinarily kind. However, I am just an unknown star in the sky, I am just the shadow of the moon, I am just a wandering wanderer. Where is my hometown? Where are my relatives? I asked the stars like this, I asked the moon like this, but they didn’t answer me...
Tonight, I am very lonely, this beautiful Mid-Autumn moonlight , touched my homesickness, homesickness, love, and friends...
Thinking, thinking, thinking...
"The clouds cover the Mid-Autumn Moon, and the rain answers the Yuan lanterns."< /p>
This is the meteorological experience of our ancestors for thousands of years. From the Mid-Autumn Festival to the Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month, about 145 days are saved. The weather on the Mid-Autumn Festival is crucial and directly affects the next 145 days. Depending on the weather changes and patterns, if the moon cannot be seen during the Mid-Autumn Festival, there is a high chance of rain during the Lantern Festival, which will affect the festive atmosphere of the first major festival after the Spring Festival. At least this is the weather pattern in most parts of the south. Therefore, everyone is looking forward to the full moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival.
"The ancients did not see the moon today, but the moon used to shine on the ancients."
The ancients did not have the eyes to see the moon today, and of course they did not know what people today are doing. But we know that today's moon once illuminated the ancients, and we can see from today's moon the great achievements that the ancients created for our Chinese nation. The four great inventions, Tang poetry and Song lyrics...
The five thousand years of brilliance of China are all illuminated by today's moon. We look at the moon that once illuminated the ancients, and look at the former glory of our Chinese nation. We are complacent and take it as the pride of our nation...
How many years later; when we become ancients, how many years later; when our descendants also see us on the moon at that time , can we also make our descendants proud of us? What have we done for them?
Part 7: Mid-Autumn Festival
The Mid-Autumn Festival is every day When I hear it, I feel warm in my heart. On this night, people look up at the bright moon in the sky, which is like a jade plate, and naturally look forward to family reunions. Wanderers who are far away from home also use this to express their longing for their hometown and relatives. Therefore, the Mid-Autumn Festival is also called the "Reunion Festival".
Tonight, in the vast starry sky, the full moon is particularly conspicuous.
Staring at it, I seemed to see Chang'e looking down at the world affectionately. She swallowed the elixir for the sake of the overall situation. Chang'e cared about her husband, so she flew to the moon closest to the world and became an immortal. The common people heard that Chang'e flew to the moon. After hearing the news that they had become immortals, people set up incense tables under the moonlight to pray to the kind-hearted Chang'e for good luck and peace. The moon with Chang'e is the brightest and most beautiful in my eyes.
Our family sat in a circle on the balcony and cut the mooncakes into the same size. Looking at the mooncakes, I think about the past - our people have had the custom of "autumn twilight and evening moon" in ancient times. On the eve of the moon, worship the moon god. By the Zhou Dynasty, every Mid-Autumn Festival night would be held to welcome the cold and worship the moon. Set up a large incense table and place mooncakes, watermelons, apples, dates, plums, grapes and other offerings. Mooncakes and watermelons are absolutely indispensable. The watermelon should also be cut into lotus shapes. Under the moon, the moon statue is placed in the direction of the moon, with red candles burning high. The whole family worships the moon in turn, and then the housewife cuts the reunion moon cakes. The person who cuts the food must calculate in advance how many people are in the family. Those who are at home and those who are out of town must be counted together. They cannot cut more or less, and the sizes must be the same.
The wind blows, and there is a "rustling" sound, which is like playing dance music for this festival, which is exciting. The moonlight reflects on the trees, and the leaves dance dynamically, peacefully and cheerfully. Surrounded by a full atmosphere of happiness, there is also a trace of regret in the happiness: the fourth aunt is far away in Taiwan and cannot come back to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival together.
"Alas." Dad frowned, "I hope I won't be tired from running around outside in the future, and can also enjoy family happiness at home!"
Mom whispered: "If I'm far away It would be great if my sister in Hong Kong can come back and the family can have a happy holiday together." Then he sighed, "I hope the motherland can be reunited soon."
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I have thought about it for a long time. "I want all the orphans around the world to have a home. So that they will no longer be involved in the war. I long for the world to stop wars, and for the world to live in friendship and harmony!"
In the dream , children all over the world gathered together, each holding a peace dove in their hands, "Wow" - hundreds of millions of white doves spread their wings and flew high together, flying towards a better tomorrow, towards peace, flying...
Part 8: Feelings of the Mid-Autumn Festival
There is this sentence in the CCTV Diaopai advertisement: During the Mid-Autumn Festival, you are missing your parents, and your parents are also missing you. It is very touching. This sentence expresses the feelings of all parents in the world towards their children and children towards their parents during the Mid-Autumn Festival.
I went to the post office to send mooncakes to my family a few days ago. I saw a crowd at the counter. Many people who were away from home and could not go home were mailing mooncakes to their families. I suddenly felt a strong festive atmosphere. The love and family ties are thick and warm in my heart. I quickly filled out the mailing form, and the staff packed the mooncakes in a cardboard box. It would fly to my relatives with my blessings!
Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown. Raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and make three people in the shadows. When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine. The moon is the brightness of my hometown. Every festive season, we miss our loved ones even more. The bright moon sends lovesickness across thousands of miles. These enduring verses sung during the Mid-Autumn Festival infiltrate our thoughts and inject deep cultural connotations into our traditional festival. Here, we should put aside all the constraints and worries, take off the clothes of society, calm down our hearts, communicate emotionally with family and friends under a bright moonlight, and constantly enrich our inner world. , find your true self.
I feel that the cultural connotation of the festival has been diluted a lot by the commercial atmosphere, and the Mid-Autumn Festival has gradually become the Mooncake Festival. Our living standards have improved, and there are more and more songs, but fewer and fewer of them can really touch our hearts; books have become more and more beautifully decorated, but fewer and fewer of them can touch our souls; food It is becoming more and more abundant, but the taste can remind us less and less; the information on the Internet is becoming more and more explosive, but it is of less and less value to us; our material world is becoming more and more abundant, but it can Our spiritual world is becoming increasingly impoverished.
The rapid economic development of a country is inseparable from the development of culture. If the development of culture cannot keep up with the pace of economic development, then economic development will lack stamina and make sustainable progress difficult. The same is true for a person. Let us celebrate a pure Mid-Autumn Festival, absorb the essence from traditional Chinese culture, strive to enrich and purify our spiritual world, and let culture become a new booster for the development of our lives.
Part 9: Feelings about the Mid-Autumn Festival
In the morning, as soon as I got up, I felt extremely excited. Because today is August 15th, the annual Mid-Autumn Festival is finally here. Early this morning, my parents and I went to the supermarket to buy vegetables, moon cakes and other food. In the afternoon, my parents were busy killing chickens, fish, meat, and vegetables in the kitchen. They were very busy.
When I was having dinner, I immersed myself in eating, almost as if I was gobbling it down. After a while, I was the first to finish my meal. I immediately went to prepare for the moon viewing.
Waiting and waiting, waiting and waiting, I still failed to reveal the magical veil of the moon. It reminds me of the story of Chang'e flying to the moon. In order to commemorate Chang'e, people designated August 15th as the Mid-Autumn Festival when people look forward to reunion. It also reminds me of a well-known poem, Jingyesi: The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown. This poem expresses the poet Li Bai's feelings of missing his hometown.
It reminds me from time to time that soldiers stationed on the border cannot reunite with their families during the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Why doesn’t the moon show its true face? I want to see what the book says: What a round, bright, big, beautiful Mid-Autumn Moon! I was puzzled and asked my parents. It turned out that mine was affected by Typhoon No. 13 "Senlac". Although I couldn't see the Mid-Autumn Festival moon as I wished today, I am still very happy.
Some people say that the origin of the Mid-Autumn Festival is that in order to overthrow the tyrannical rule of the Yuan Dynasty, the common people put the notes "Kill the boots, destroy the Yuan Dynasty; every family will do it together on August 15th" into moon cakes and pass them to each other. ! On August 15th, the Yuan Dynasty was overthrown by the common people. Maybe we eat moon cakes now to celebrate the joy of victory! Some people also say that the Mid-Autumn Festival is the harvest season, and it is a time for farmers to experience the joy and joy of enjoying the harvest!
The Mid-Autumn Festival is happy, a symbol of reunion, and a symbol of joy. Let us celebrate this "meaningful" Mid-Autumn Festival together!"
Part 10: Feelings of the Mid-Autumn Festival
A cold wind passed by overnight, and the ground was a little damp. The snow on the mountain couldn't wait to come down, but it was blocked by the pine trees clinging to each other to keep warm. The white clouds hurriedly passed through the virgin blue sky without any intention of stopping, and the green grassland flickered, showing the weariness that could not be concealed. The sun shone wetly on patches of golden wheat stubble, and dewdrops shone brightly. The black road stretched into the distance accompanied by the autumn colors of the stone man walking slowly. At this time, the wheat harvest in Barkol had just been completed, and the staff of the grain department were already busy purchasing in various villages. Watching bags of grain being loaded onto trucks and being taken away, and looking at the dusty but smiling faces of farmers, I remembered the scene when I was a child and followed my father to pull a cart to deliver public grain. As a young child, I Lying on the grain bag, my father's red and black shoulders covered with ropes shone brightly in the sun, and the cicada shouted desperately by the roadside. More than ten years later, the nearly fifty-year-old father had his own transportation company and no longer had to pull trucks. However, his son once again returned to the countryside and came to this border town, and was about to start a new business in the border town. This is his second Mid-Autumn Festival.
When I was a kid, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, I felt like I was eating mooncakes to visit relatives, and the mooncakes were so unpalatable that I couldn’t switch to other foods? When I was a kid, I was very shy and was most afraid of visiting relatives. But when the New Year comes, , my mother always takes me with her when visiting relatives. This is a very uncomfortable thing for me. I hardly dared to raise my head when I was in other people's homes. When people asked me something, I didn't say anything. I just lowered my head and twirled my fingers. At this time, my mother would push me and say: Your third grandpa is asking you something! Then he said to me Apologize for the rudeness: This child is too shy and doesn’t talk much. At this time, relatives will comfort: "The child is too small, it will be better if he grows up. He doesn't talk and has everything in his mind. Oh! Look at how handsome Xiao Xie is, with thick eyebrows and big eyes! It would be great if he was a girl. ...". So I didn't like celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival at that time. I always ask my mother, why are there so many festivals for people to visit each other? You give this mooncake to me, and I give it to you. What does it mean to give it back and forth? My mother will say: This is a commemoration, and we are usually busy. Come on, there will be no new year. If you don’t come and I don’t go, relatives will no longer be relatives. Now that I have grown up, I have spent more than ten years overcoming my character weaknesses. It seems that what the old people said is right: it will be better when you are older!. Just grow up! Only when you grow up and stay away from home can you truly understand how important these festivals are to people.
When it comes to the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon is naturally indispensable. Now the moon is very close to us, because our country's "Chang'e" is about to fly to the moon. I wrote a science fiction novel when I was in junior high school. In the novel, I wrote about the Chang'e Project. I didn't expect it to be so coincident with reality, and my childhood dream became a reality so early, two years earlier than I imagined. When I think of this, I feel carried away by the fantasy I had when I was a child, and even get a little carried away. When I grew up, I still had many fantasies, but I didn't dare to say them out for fear that someone would say I was sick. Of course, I can't forget Tian Tian during the Mid-Autumn Festival, because her birthday is the Mid-Autumn Festival. What should I give her as a gift? I thought about making an electronic photo album for her! So I spent a few nights reprocessing the photos I had taken of her before and added her favorite music to the CD. Worth two and a half yuan. I don’t think Chang’e would make such a gift for Hou Yi! Chang’e had to put her longing and loneliness into moon cakes and eat them herself, that’s why the moon cakes are so unpalatable. Alas! How can you come to this Guanghan Palace alone? Alas! It is the same circle, but different people make different results! Alas! Eat a moon cake during the Mid-Autumn Festival!
Chapter 11: Feelings about the Mid-Autumn Festival
It has been two years since I went home to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival. In a flash, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming again. A few days ago, a friend from my hometown called me and asked if he could go back to the Mid-Autumn Festival this year. He also said that my buddies hadn’t gotten together for a long time, and the others had made an appointment to have a good get-together at the old restaurant on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival. I declined with a single excuse: I was busy. Then, my family called me again to ask if I wanted to go home to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, chirping, croaking, and making some small talk about family matters. I listened silently. Finally, the conversation ended with the word "busy". However, I know best in my heart how "busy" I am. Even though I can deceive everyone who loves and cares about me with a "favor", I can't deceive myself after all. To be honest, I didn't want to lie to them.
If not out of necessity, who would be willing to deceive someone who truly cares about them? But for the sake of my remaining self-esteem, I could only cruelly say the word "busy" that made me feel hypocritical. It has been several years since I left home, and I have been working hard in a foreign land, trying to look like a human being, but God has not followed my wishes, and I have always been struggling with food and clothing. The energy he had when he first debuted was gradually worn away, replaced by a deep understanding of the level of competition in the business world and the saying that the law of the jungle prevails. Needless to say, I am a loser today, and I have been defeated repeatedly. Fortunately, I still have the fighting spirit, and I can still fight despite repeated defeats. I persist and work hard, hoping that one day, "tomorrow will be better." Words can turn fantasy into reality. That's all.